[28F] I’m “that girl with big boobs” and I swapped partners with my ex roommate on the New Year’s Eve trip to Tahoe [Group]

Happy 2023, Reddit!

As a little bit of context on me – I get pigeon holed into **”that girl with big boobs,”** and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. It’s just kinda become the embodiment of me. It’s the elephant in the room, it’s the constant distraction that demands your attention, and for better or worse, it’s become a very defining characteristic of my personality.

**The “unfortunate” Tahoe trip**

This New Year’s, a few friends and I planned a trip to Tahoe out in California. Candidly, I’m not much of a skier, but I’m a professional après ski fondue and wine connoisseur. I’m the girl that is tricked into paying hundreds for rental ski equipment, goes down the bunny hill a couple times, pats myself on the back for braving one run on a green, celebrates with an overpriced lunch, and then waits until everyone else finishes up so I can go back to the Airbnb and jump in the hot tub. It’s a hard niche to fill in the friend group, but someone has got to do it!

That said, fortunately for me or maybe unfortunately for the rest of my friends, Tahoe this New Year’s Eve time period was getting record storms. One of the ski resorts nearby registered 18″ of snow, which alternated with several inches of rain as well complicated things with ice, winds were gusting over 100 mph, avalanche warnings were in place, and a few pockets in the Tahoe area lost power. On the proficiency scale of 1-10 on the mountain, my athletic ability and coordination had me at about a negative 2, so it was safe to say I would not be braving any elements on this trip.

Mostly, my friends and I were playing board games we found in the Airbnb. We had three couples on the trip. Two college friends and their significant others plus a Bumble date I had been seeing for a little while. Lots of boisterous Monopoly games, an endless Risk game that we decided to shelf, and the occasional Uno to cleanse the palette. We had enough food stocked in the refrigerator to never leave, so we were mostly hunkered down and just enjoying the company. We never lost power fortunately, so we got to enjoy the hot tub most nights.

As fate turns out, my ex roommate also happened to be in Tahoe with her boyfriend. For those that don’t follow my Reddit journaling – about half a year ago, my roommate and her friends basically persuaded and flattered me into letting them all see my tits, which eventually led to four guys jerking off to the sight. This later led to an incident where my roommate’s boyfriend cum on my tits in front of my roommate and she licked it off my chest. With my own naivety combined with my former roommate’s charm and disarmingly agreeable self, I thought these were just isolated fun incidents, but they spiraled into a much more dramatic end, which later led to my roommate moving out soon thereafter.

Anyway, everyone in the Airbnb knew my ex roommate and as we were going thru IG, we saw on her Story that she was also in Tahoe, but her boyfriend and her lost power. I knew her parents owned a place nearby our Airbnb, which was probably where she was staying, so I lightly proposed to the house if we should invite them over to join us. We had plenty of food, we still had power, and the more the merrier for Monopoly. My roommate and I hadn’t talked much since she left our apartment, but this felt like a nice olive leaf to extend during a tough time and even if things got hairy in the end of our tenure together, I still missed her.

**Return of the roommate**

When my ex roommate arrived, she was her usual sweet and celebratory self. Entirely unphased by the storms or the circumstances or even just the harsh cold air blowing in her face on the walk over to our Airbnb. She came equipped with a few bottles of wine and her boyfriend. We all enjoyed dinner together, continued onward with the board games, and we had a spirited debate on who was most likely get ensnared by Jeffrey Dahmer on a night out.

As things started to wind down, the other two couples on our trip decided to head to bed. My Bumble man, I guess let’s call him Bill, wanted to enjoy the hot tub again tonight. My ex roommate, let’s call her Rachel, jumped at the opportunity. And her boyfriend, let’s call him Mike, was more than happy to oblige.

I’ve gotten a lot of questions over the year about what my ex roommate looks like. I’ve described her personality a lot in depth, but there was a lot of curiosity about what she actually looked like. Rachel is probably about 5’3″, 100% Chinese, delicate facial features punctuated by perfectly plump thick lips, and very petite frame. She has these blessed genetics where she doesn’t work out a day in her life and yet somehow you can always faintly see the outline of abs. If she dresses a certain way, she looks like a prototypical demure petite Asian girl, but then in a bikini or going out, you notice all her curves. She always said she was proud of how big her butt was for an Asian girl. And I’m not ashamed to say I’ve snuck into her room and peeked a look at her bra. 32D. She is beautiful and if I were to experiment with girls in a meaningful way, she would be the one.

**Hot tub fun**

By the time Rachel and I got changed and came outside, the boys were already in the hot tub. The boys gave a teasing cat call as we came out in our colorful bikinis. I sat next to Bill and across from us, Rachel next to Mike. We’re all catching up and reminiscing. Everything is seemingly going fine. But then of course, Rachel brings up the elephant in the room. The reason she moved out and the whole series of incidents, which Bill was entirely unaware of.

Partly embarrassed but also partly carefree from all the wine, I let Bill soak it in. We hadn’t been seeing each other for that long anyway, so who cares if he’s judgmental about the situation. But as Rachel orates her telling of the story, I can tell Bill is getting visibly worked up. Beneath the bubbly heated water, I’m rubbing Bill over his swim trunks while Rachel describes all those guys jerking off and me on my knees in the center of our old living room. Bill’s hand clenched around my ass and squeezing like a stress ball. Squeezing tighter on all the climaxes of Rachel’s story.

Across from us, Mike has the biggest grin on his face and his eyes keep darting down to my chest. At this point, he’s barely trying to hide the stares.

And then at the end of Rachel’s story, she waddles over to me in the water, reenacts the final apex of our last act of sexual deviance together, and she playfully repeats and acts out the time she hoisted up my breasts, pretends to lick up her boyfriend’s cum off between my cleavage, and then she motorboats my chest to punctuate the scene. We all laugh together.

And then suddenly, I feel her hand drift on top of my hand, on top of Bill’s crotch. In her usual disarmingly charming ways, she says, “It would only be fair to share.” And then she kissed Bill in front of us all. Her hand squeezing his dick and inadvertently my hand altogether. And then she came back to me and kissed me. She yanked her hand off Bill and me and now draped around my neck, craftfully untying my bikini top.

With a shock, I felt Mike now feeling me under the water. His hands massaging my chest. Bill’s hands opposite him playing with my nipples. Four hands wrapped around me and I’m panting in pleasure into my ex roommate’s mouth as we kiss.

Rachel stepped back and started taking off her top and told the boys to take off their bottoms. And as if she rehearsed this whole theatrical performance or something, she dramatically picks up one of the half-empty bottles of pink champagne we had and poured it over her chest as she peeled off her top. The bubbly pink drink running in rivulets down her breasts, down her soft midriff, and into the hot tub water below. It was something out of a cheesy scene in American Pie or something.

And when both guys are fully nude and standing up across from each other now, Rachel lowers her mouth over Bill’s dick, freeing up her left hand to start jerking off her boyfriend. She alternates back and forth. Sucking off my date, then her boyfriend, then back again. She’s licking up and down the shaft. She’s letting her lips gently brush up against their tips. She’s lapping up their balls as their dick just lay across her tiny face. Both are hard as steel from her performance.

I go behind Mike and press my body into his. I let my chest rest against his back and my nipples are hard from the alternating cold air and hot water. I’m not doing much, but just kind of letting my body push into his. My hands just going up and down his body as Rachel sucks them both off. I’m planting little kisses on his shoulders. I wasn’t as courageous as Rachel was.

And then I got roped into the action. Rachel asked Bill if he likes fucking my tits. She said how maybe her boobs were big for an Asian girl, but my boobs were just big period. She was probing him about how often he played with my boobs, what was his favorite thing to do with them, were they the biggest he has ever seen, and so on. Just pointed teasing pokes.

Mike turned around at this point. Admiring the sights. His mouth now fully committed to lapping up my nipples. In his fervor, planting a hickey on the top part of my chest. Rachel still bobbing up and down on my date. Bill staring at me holding up my chest and letting Mike maul me in front of him.

And then shockingly, Bill says he wants to see Mike titfuck me too. Without hesitation, my nipple falls out of Mike’s hungry mouth as he nudges me down lower inline with his dick. Then he wrapped his hands around the sides of my chest, trying to pull in as much tit flesh as he could possibly manage, and he wedged his dick between my cleavage and started rocking back and forth. Rachel moved and reoriented them both so they could manage a better vantage point to watch us.

“Feels nice, doesn’t it?” That was the most flirty sexy thing I could manage at the time.

I laid out my tongue. Every time Mike’s tip would manage to pop out from between my cleavage, he’d be rewarded with the wet embrace of my mouth. He wasn’t quite big enough to sufficiently come out from under fully, but it was a nice aspirational goal and I leaned my head down to sort of meet him mid-way. Meanwhile, Rachel was still exuberantly and sloppily sucking off my date.

Bill was the first one to say that he was close to cumming. And Rachel asked me where she wanted him to cum. I replied, “Cum on her face, Bill.” And he exploded all over her face. Draping her now closed eyes, across the nose, and entangled into her hair. If not for being in a hot tub, it would be a pain to clean up.

As she swiped away my date’s cum from her eye, she told me that she wanted Mike to cum on my face too then. I teased that he could, but only if he can reach my face from between my tits. And when Mike did cum, of course he couldn’t reach. He finished between my chest and I could feel him pumping and convulsing nestled between my breasts, but he wasn’t big enough to get any on my face. And that made me proud, in a weird way.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10co4k1/28f_im_that_girl_with_big_boobs_and_i_swapped